(Verse 1)
I been goin' through a lot of shit for real I still am
And ever since they killed Grams, been losin' real friends
Feel like fightin' demons where i'm spendin' all my time
But how the f*ck i'm 'posed to feel with all this shit up on my mind
I'm just tryin' get it clear I like what's in the mirror
But I be starrin' at myself like why the f*ck am I still here
All I trust is me shit you could say i'm insecure
I'm feelin' cold cause i just wish i had my brother and my niggas here
Man I swear I want to disappear
All these niggas and these bitches weird
And love is one my biggest fears
See some money 'fore I see a tear
And if you love me baby you gone pay me money just for bein' here
Say i'm trippin this the calmest i'ma be in here
Nigga the fed's listenin'
Cause we in here
Op pack
Got this reekin' ain't no weed in here
No seed in here
Strapped cause i ain't got no business bein' here
(Verse 2)
Still the same from way back
'Fore the dreads and face tats
And they ain't even tryin' keep it real and i can't take that
Straight facts, baby i ain't trippin' I be laid back
Smoke this weed and pop another bean and i'ma shake back
Stay strapped I don't f*ck with niggas they be j cats
Find out nigga's straight cap, it's gone make you hate rap
Hood rat I ain't even call her and she came back
Bang that baby i'ma dog I never change that
Listen here lets get it clear I got some shit to hear
Niggas weird bitches weird I don't even care
F*ck a square I want a bitch to sell some underwear
Im talkin' stand out in the winter in that summer wear
Listen here lets get it clear I got some shit to hear
Niggas weird bitches weird I don't even care
F*ck a square I want a bitch to sell some underwear
Im talkin' stand out in the winter in that summer wear
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(Verse 1)
I been goin' through a lot of shit for real I still am
And ever since they killed Grams, been losin' real friends
Feel like fightin' demons where i'm spendin' all my time
But how the f*ck i'm 'posed to feel with all this shit up on my mind
I'm just tryin' get it clear I like what's in the mirror
But I be starrin' at myself like why the f*ck am I still here
All I trust is me shit you could say i'm insecure
I'm feelin' cold cause i just wish i had my brother and my niggas here
Man I swear I want to disappear
All these niggas and these bitches weird
And love is one my biggest fears
See some money 'fore I see a tear
And if you love me baby you gone pay me money just for bein' here
Say i'm trippin this the calmest i'ma be in here
Nigga the fed's listenin'
Cause we in here
Op pack
Got this reekin' ain't no weed in here
No seed in here
Strapped cause i ain't got no business bein' here
(Verse 2)
Still the same from way back
'Fore the dreads and face tats
And they ain't even tryin' keep it real and i can't take that
Straight facts, baby i ain't trippin' I be laid back
Smoke this weed and pop another bean and i'ma shake back
Stay strapped I don't f*ck with niggas they be j cats
Find out nigga's straight cap, it's gone make you hate rap
Hood rat I ain't even call her and she came back
Bang that baby i'ma dog I never change that
Listen here lets get it clear I got some shit to hear
Niggas weird bitches weird I don't even care
F*ck a square I want a bitch to sell some underwear
Im talkin' stand out in the winter in that summer wear
Listen here lets get it clear I got some shit to hear
Niggas weird bitches weird I don't even care
F*ck a square I want a bitch to sell some underwear
Im talkin' stand out in the winter in that summer wear
I been goin' through a lot of shit for real I still am
And ever since they killed Grams, been losin' real friends
Feel like fightin' demons where i'm spendin' all my time
But how the f*ck i'm 'posed to feel with all this shit up on my mind
I'm just tryin' get it clear I like what's in the mirror
But I be starrin' at myself like why the f*ck am I still here
All I trust is me shit you could say i'm insecure
I'm feelin' cold cause i just wish i had my brother and my niggas here
Man I swear I want to disappear
All these niggas and these bitches weird
And love is one my biggest fears
See some money 'fore I see a tear
And if you love me baby you gone pay me money just for bein' here
Say i'm trippin this the calmest i'ma be in here
Nigga the fed's listenin'
Cause we in here
Op pack
Got this reekin' ain't no weed in here
No seed in here
Strapped cause i ain't got no business bein' here
(Verse 2)
Still the same from way back
'Fore the dreads and face tats
And they ain't even tryin' keep it real and i can't take that
Straight facts, baby i ain't trippin' I be laid back
Smoke this weed and pop another bean and i'ma shake back
Stay strapped I don't f*ck with niggas they be j cats
Find out nigga's straight cap, it's gone make you hate rap
Hood rat I ain't even call her and she came back
Bang that baby i'ma dog I never change that
Listen here lets get it clear I got some shit to hear
Niggas weird bitches weird I don't even care
F*ck a square I want a bitch to sell some underwear
Im talkin' stand out in the winter in that summer wear
Listen here lets get it clear I got some shit to hear
Niggas weird bitches weird I don't even care
F*ck a square I want a bitch to sell some underwear
Im talkin' stand out in the winter in that summer wear
Writer: Robert Magee
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC